“What’s so funny?”
“I don’t think you’ve done laundry for a week, maybe two. All your dirty clothes are in the hamper in the closet, including your boxers.”
Luca curses and then kisses my forehead. “Laundry tomorrow.”
I’m glad he’s not climbing out of bed now to start a load.
My fingers caress his skin, sliding across his hip to his back, feeling over his ass. “I like it when you’re in bed with me, naked.”
Luca grins and plants a soft kiss on my lips. “That’s my line, babe.”
“Too bad we can’t share it.” I pull him against me, rolling onto my back, wanting to feel his body against me.
“Oh, I think there’s plenty to share.” His lips are warm and inviting, his body heating my very core as I sink farther into the mattress as he presses into me.
I drink him in, every kiss another sweet taste of honey and almonds as I nip at his neck. “You smell really good,” I whisper between kisses as I nuzzle his neck.
Luca pulls back. “I used your shampoo at practice. You’re just smelling yourself, babe.”
“I don’t think so.” I shake my head. “Definitely smells better on you.”
His hands glide down my hips, finding the hem of my tank top, teasing against the skin as I squirm under his ministrations. “You like that,” he whispers, memorizing every detail about me.
“I like you,” I say, my cheeks flooding with heat as he studies me like I’m his next exam.
He guides my tank top over my head but doesn’t fully remove it as he tangles my hands together, binding them with the cotton material. He keeps one hand forcefully on my arms, pinning me down.
“I really like having you like this,” Luca whispers into my ear, and a shudder courses through my body. “I knew you’d like it too.”
My nipples pebble against him, my insides throbbing from just the mere act of being completely at his mercy.
“I do,” I whisper, letting him know that I’m giving him consent. I’d let him do almost anything to me, willingly. I trust him that much.
“Good girl,” Luca whispers into my ear, and my body floods with heat, and my eyes momentarily close as I let myself give in to temptation.
I wrap my legs around him and lift my hips against the mattress, needing contact, wanting to grind against him for a little indulging before the main course.
My heart races and my insides tingle.
“It drives me wild when you give yourself to me completely,” Luca says. His mouth hovers over mine, and I raise up, craving another taste.
I can’t stand all the teasing. I need more.
He makes me feel so damn desperate, like I can’t ever get enough when I’m with him.
He keeps me trapped against the mattress, my arms above my head. “Don’t move your hands,” he instructs.
I nod, following his command.
“Good girl,” he says with a knowing grin and flips me around, keeping my arms above me but my stomach against the mattress.
He slides my panties down my legs.
I feel exposed.
Vulnerable.
But I trust Luca.
